Rocky Top

Rocky Top

Written by Boudleaux and Felice Bryant

Wish that I was on ol' Rocky Top,down in the Tennessee hills;Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top;Ain't no telephone bills;Once I had a girl on Rocky Top;Half bear, other half cat;Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop, I still dream about that;

Once two strangers climbed ol' Rocky Top,lookin' for a moonshine still;Strangers ain't come down from Rocky Top;Reckon they never will;Corn won't grow at all on Rocky Top;Dirt's too rocky by far;That's why all the folks on Rocky Topget their corn from a jar;